Enslaved By The Ceo

I had no idea that I had cried myself to sleep. I awoke to a sunny day outside. It's probably five in the morning. The butler arrives here before the maids, who arrive at six o'clock.

I recall what occurred the previous evening. Even though I want to cry now, I feel like my tears have dried up after crying last night. How is it going right now? What will I do next? Even though I want to leave, where am I going? How can I learn? Where will I call home?

I pulled my hair back and made a tight bun. I remained in that demon's room when I awoke once more.

I abhor him! You, Clyde Marcus Salvadore, are evil!

I got to my feet and began to get my garments off the floor. I dressed and stumbled out of the room. When I returned, the butler was shocked that I had emerged from our boss's room.

I questioned it: "N-Nathania? What happened to you? Are you in Clyde's room?"

I stumbled. "M-Man, I want to leave." I cried once more.

He questioned, "Ha?" "What are you saying?"

I walked up to him and gripped his hand firmly. I don't want to stay here any longer, so I want to leave.

He creased his forehead. He questioned again, "Did you cry? Your eyes are swollen; are you angry?"

I just replied and let go of his hand, "I'm leaving, man. I don't want to work here any longer. When I heard the voice of the man I despised, I was about to move forward.

He asked in a cold voice, "What's going on here?" The butler was all that the eyes were focused on. He could mess things up, and if he did, it would be as if he hadn't hurt me the previous evening.

I bowed as the butler said, "It's like Nathania. I don't know what happened to her, and she wants to leave here. She doesn't want to work anymore."

Please, "Can you just leave us alone?" I became perplexed at once. I also can't be left alone here! This demon's company is not what I want!

My eyes widened as Manang nodded, and I was about to take his hand once more when he moved away. My chest ached as I gulped.

There were a series of yet unclear queries, such as "What are you saying? You want to quit your job here? You want to leave?" His face shows no signs of emotion.

I wasn't sure if I should respond to him. I ultimately decided not to respond to him. I'm not sure if it's better for me or if he's still my employer. He is a demon without shame. He does not deserve my respect.

I ignored him and continued on. He grabbed my arm and yanked me away even before I had a chance to flee.

I yelled fiercely, "What!" I also acknowledged that I felt uneasy as he pulled me away. I believe last night traumatized me.

He released his hold on my arm after dragging me into his office.

I smacked him hard because I was so irritated and upset with him. They exchanged blows. to believe that I violated him more than he did!

When I slapped him, his head cocked. His jaw clenched, and a gloomy countenance turned to face me.

He again crossed my arms, and he took a firm hold of them.

Do you believe I'll allow you to leave Nathania? he asked.

I squinted. I stumbled, "R-Release me!"

Manang was already here, as I quickly realized. If I shouted, perhaps it would hear me and I would leave.

"Help! Please, help! Help-"

His voice was like thunder and stopped me. "Do you also know that my office is soundproof, Nathania? Manang can't hear you."

Tears that had been suppressed finally began to flow. I'm crying again because this is it.

I believe that crying also served a purpose since it gave me the strength to yell at the demon in front of me, "R-Release me! What do you need from me? Isn't it enough that you raped me last night?"

He let go of my arms.

I kept saying, "You're a demon! You're an animal! I hate you! What am I behind you for, and you're doing this to me?" What it does to me next is up to it. I just need to vent," I said, expressing my anger to him.

It's a frigid reply: "Hate me, Nathania. I don't care." As my rage increased, I punched him. I gave him a chest blow.

I yelled at him, "I hate you! I hate you! I lost my virginity because of you, and I don't have the careful femininity I should have in the person I love. I kept punching him in the chest because I assumed he would allow it, but I was astonished when he grabbed my hands and shoved me back until I felt the cold wall behind me.

Initially, I was taken aback. Even more unexpectedly, he kissed me on the cheek. a rough kiss similar to last night's I merely sobbed. Who can I turn to for assistance right now?

Help me, God!

But someone close to me came to mind. the person who looks out for and supports me.

I don't know why, but when Clyde's lips separated from mine, I blurted out, "Spencer!"

When I mentioned it, he was astounded. He took a closer look. He released my hand as he grinned at them. His features darkened. In the wrath I witness, he can most probably kill a guy.

I jumped as it simply struck the side of my head against the wall. He pointed, placed his face to my ear, and whispered, "You know what, Nathania? I don't regret that I was ahead of you."

"Leave or stay? Choose Nathania. If you really want to leave, then go ahead. If you choose to leave and avoid me, I will make sure your life is miserable.

Ch. 2

As I sat down at a table in our cafeteria, I was in disbelief. I felt as though I had lost my strength for two weeks. Because of what happened to me, I feel like I'm losing my identity. I sprinted out of the house. What Clyde said to me yesterday didn't matter to me.

As Spencer grabbed my shoulder and said, "Nathania..." I trembled.

He inquired, when I was plainly shocked at what he did, "Are you okay?"

I quietly said, "Yeah."

The Nathania Rose Oliveros I know you are cheerful, so why do you seem sad right now? he questioned. I made an effort to shake hands and smile.

Despite the fact that I really wanted to tell him about the issues and how hurt I felt, I just said, "N-nothing." "I was just thinking."

My boy's best friend, he I favor him because he's my male friend. not phony or plastic.

Although I'm used to telling him about my difficulties, I don't think I can now because of what occurred.

He smiled and said, "Hmm. I guess you just don't want to tell me. Anyway, I respect you, so don't share with me right now. What do you want to eat or drink?"

On his cheek, a deep dimple developed. There are many girls who like my best friend. I am so close to him that people are chasing after me and getting irritated with me. Our third year of college has just begun. Spencer is in business, and I am in education. despite the fact that it is attractive and a campus obsession. I wasn't smitten with him in any way. He is just a brother to me.

I said, "It's up to you." Thanks Spencer." and he stood up and started to buy.

A few subjects were finished, and I finished the night as well.

I replied with a scowl on his face, "Huh? Don't be Spencer. I'm fine. My apartment is nearby."

I wasn't notified that you already have an apartment, and I thought you were employed.

I respond, "Ah, I've already left my job, I've already got an apartment, I've already saved up, so I just got an apartment to rent."

He drew my hand away after nodding. I said nothing as we got in his car when he stated, "I bring you Nathania. I don't accept no." However, he is attractive. He owns a car since he is wealthy as well.

I simply kept quiet the entire journey. And Spencer too. I gave him my apartment's address. I instantly thanked her and descended as we arrived. Spencer followed suit and descended to explore the area.

He asks incredulously, "This is your apartment?"

I nodded slowly as my cheeks reddened with humiliation.

He said, "You know that you can just live with me, Nathania. My condo is free for you. You don't have to suffer in this apartment."

It's not very nice in my apartment. Due to the fact that these flats are also somewhat run-down, there aren't many residents. If you are truly in need and have no money, your only option is to stay here. Despite being worn out, it is still reasonably priced. There aren't as many available, even though there are, so I'm stuck with this run-down flat. In every apartment I visited, the owners waited for me.

I respond, "Spencer, you know I don't want to. I'm okay with this. The most important thing is that I have a place to live." It trembled in a disgruntled manner. It simply sighed for a moment and came closer to me.

He touched my head and whispered, "If that's what you want, then... I grinned as he kissed my forehead. Despite the fact that we are not blood relatives, I am extremely grateful to him since he is my brother.

He continued, "Goodnight and sleep soundly, all right?" I nodded.

I waited until he was gone before I went in. I turned on the light before entering, but I was surprised by what I saw.

In an ancient chair, Clyde Marcus Salvadore was seated. spun around in the room, spinning the rifle in his palm.

My eyes expanded before closing. I was immediately frightened.

He was grinning, but his voice was icy as he said, "Good evening."

I mumbled, "What are you doing here? How did you get in?"

He rose up and took a step toward me. "I am Clyde Marcus Salvadore. I am a billionaire, and I have my ways. I do everything I want to do, Nathania."

He was always nearby, and I had nothing to fall back on. "And I get everything I want." His visage drew nearer to mine. So that we wouldn't gaze at one another, I cocked my head. But the beast's gun made me sexy. He used the gun to spin me around while holding it close to my cheek.

a fortnight ago! I believed he would stop bothering me.

He asked, his lips a few feet from our lips, "How are you, Nathania?"

He repeated his question, "Did you have fun while you were away from me?" but I was unable to respond.

Spencer Blake Ferolino, huh? Do you know that his name is so ugly?" he smirked. "Did you have fun with your bastard boy best friend?

I tightened my fists. What authority does he have to refer to Spencer as a fool? The worst of the two of them is he! Spencer is not entitled to his insults!

He touched my forehead with his hand, which caught my attention. He blew on my forehead and then wiped it with his index finger, saying, "Your forehead has a virus. It's from your man."

Once more, I dared to snap his hand and eject him. The fact that he was carrying a gun was irrelevant.

I had the nerve to say, "Get out of here!"

He firmly stated, "I warned you, Nathania, and you fled from me."

He put his lip to mine and said, "Nathania, you're supposed to be my slave; you're supposed to do what I want you to do, but you left, so face your penalties.

Ch. 3

3

I was trembling as I made my way to the dean's office. He claimed that my father had called. I'm extremely anxious, but I have no idea why.

I struck three times. I heard the response, "Come in."

I entered after opening the door. I made an effort to smile at our dean, Mrs. Estrada.

"Good afternoon," I thought. Mrs. stooped. Estrada pointed to the chair while holding her mirror.

I complied with her request and sat down after hearing "Sit, Ms. Oliveros."

I sat down and said, "Ma'am, why did you call me?"

She took a big breath and said, "I called you, Ms. Oliveros, because I have something important to say." She sneezed and grinned fiercely at me.

She began with a scowl, "I don't know what happened. You have high grades, and you're an achiever."

It said, "I'm sorry to say this, but the Salvadores revoked your scholarship here."

I can't believe I asked, "What?"

How is it taken away? How am I acting? My grades are excellent! I don't slack off on my studies, so why did they leave?

Clyde! It must have been his idea!

Is this the effect he claims to have?

I was feeling down. Not permitted! How will I be able to pay for my studies now that I am unemployed? If I lose my scholarship, I'll have to pay a lot! I feel like crying once more.

Clyde, you are so awful!

I simply got to my feet and thanked Dean. I left the workplace groggily and started to walk in circles. I'm clueless and perplexed! What gives? I might just go job-hunting. I have nothing to eat for the next few days, and my savings are getting low!

I simply went outside to go home because the wind had carried me away.

On Saturday, the next day, I started my job search. First, I rode the Jollibee near the school. I submitted. All I could think was that if they were looking, I would get accepted. But when I was rejected, I was startled. Why is my resume flawed? I simply sought out another applicant. But I still didn't have a job by the time it was afternoon! Although I am college-level and capable of such professions, I am not employed! Just now, those high school graduates got more money than I did!

I'm repulsed. Now why am I so unlucky?

As I was about to enter my apartment, I noticed some police officers standing in front of it.

Why are cops present?

Alongside them was Manang Amy. They all turned to look at me when Manang pointed out my presence.

I felt uneasy.

When I approached, Manang exclaimed, "There's Nathania."

I'm wondering, "Why?"

A policeman asks, "Are you Nathania Rose Oliveros?"

I responded by giving him a nod.

To my amazement, the policeman added, "Can you come with us to the police station?" You were suspected of stealing from Clyde Marcus Salvadore's home.

I protested, "A-What! Nothing was stolen from him!" but the officers simply nodded.

He stopped, but I kept shaking. "It's better if you just come with us if you didn't steal."

I was upset and said, "No! I didn't steal anything from him! I'm not going to jail with you!"

He repeated it, which caused my eyes to widen: "If you don't come with us, we will have to lock you up."

I scream, "Why would you put me in jail if I didn't do anything wrong?"

Manang Amy groans, "Nathania, you'd better just come with them and prove your innocence."

I was unable to speak for a while. I merely groaned and slowly nodded.

I pushed myself to calm down and say, "All right. I'll come. I didn't steal anything, and I'll prove it."

As I walked inside the police station, I was enraged to see the person who had accused me of stealing his possessions standing there.

Clyde, you truly are a devil! I hope you just pass away!

When he came to my apartment, he grinned.

Heartless!

The cops said, "Sir, this is Miss Nathania Rose Oliveros."

I only gave the devil a hard look.

As I approached him, I said, "You beast! I didn't steal anything from you!" and smacked him. I was detained by the cops, but I was still enraged at this demon.

"What have I done to you, and are you ruining my life? First you exploited me, then you took back the scholarship your parents gave me, and now you're going to put me in jail?! You should be the one in jail because you raped me! You're an animal! You're going to die! " I yelled angrily. I doubt that anyone is staring at us from this angle.

"Calm down, Miss."

Clyde cuts to the police and says, "Let her, officer."

Seems unhappy with the statement, "She's the one who stole, and she's still angry." I became much angrier at him.

What would an actor do if he acted?

He said, "I would like to sue her, but I've changed my mind."

He plastically grinned at the officers and said, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience, officer. I'll take care of her. I have my own punishment for her."

"Are you sure, sir?"

It broke again, abruptly grabbing my arm, and I said, "Yes, I'm quite sure." He helped me leave the area. He pulled me up to the empty parking lot despite my struggles since he was powerful. It was nighttime, therefore it was also dark.

He let go of me and turned to face me.

I yell, "You're an animal!"

He answered calmly, "I know."

I couldn't believe I ever glanced his way. I yelled at him once again, "You're so bad! How can you be so calm about what's happening right now? Are you helpless with your life and you're ruining my life?"

He remarked, "Shut up your fucking mouth; you're annoying." He grabbed my hand and leaned against his car just as my eyes flared and I prepared to slap him.

He hid my mouth from view. I was so startled that I was immobile.

There was a threat in his voice: "I have a proposal, so listen carefully."

He began, "I'm not going to sue you." It seems as though what he said has relieved me.

I was even more shocked to hear, "My sex slave, rather."

You simply need to be my slave, Nathania, but if you don't want to, I won't throw you in jail and I'll give back your scholarship, so don't worry about that." He smiled.

He said, "I'll keep bringing charges against you. You'll go to jail. Your life will be ruined."

"Nathania, I don't mind if you call me evil. Agree if you don't want your life to go any worse. Be Nathania, my sex slave."